Confessions// Zumin smut

JERK!!!

"WHAT THE FUCK, JERK"

Startled by the sudden exclamation, Jumin looked away from his hands only to lock eyes with Zen. Jumin's eyes widened for just a moment before he was able to compose himself. 

"Ahem..hello Zen"  

"What the hell are you doing here?"

Jumin paused. Trying to come up with a lie proved more difficult than he thought so he'd thought so honesty seemed like the best route....

"I came here to see you..."

"See me? What the hell for? Its kinda creepy to show up where you're not invited, you know." 

"As usual, you didn't let me finish my statement. I came here to see you out of spite. You told me not to come earlier so I came to spite you."

"Wow, I didn't know Mr. CEO-in-line could be that petty." 

"There's a lot of things you don't know about me" 

With that, Jumin finished washing his hands began drying them.

"Well listen it was good seeing you and all but I kinda came in here for a reason, ya know.." Zen pointed behind him referencing the urinals.

"My apologies, I'll get going." With one hand on the door, Jumin paused and looked back over his shoulder. "You were good out there." 

"Yeah? Well thanks..." He swallowed before his next words.

"Hey jerk, I was thinking...." He hesitated before he spoke. Jumin raised an eyebrow expecting Zen to make a snarky remark.

"Since....You're here...maybe we should grab a drink. Th-that is if your schedule is open..." Zen  never made direct eye contact with Jumin while he asked.

"I don't have anything on schedule for tonight. I wait for you outside" As soon as the words slipped past his lips, he left, mind racing. "He asked to go out....what does that mean? Maybe he's lonely and just needed a friend...too bad he has that unfortunate allergy."  His thoughts were interrupted by Zen coming out of the bathroom. 

"Alright trust fund kid, where to?"

"I thought you were going to pick?"

"Why the hell would I pick when you're the one I'm inviting?"

"Because its customary for the person inviting to pick the bar."

"....Well the places I go don't normally don't have those expensive wines you drink."

"Same here...and I suppose you wouldn't want try one of the places I pick?"

"Hell no. I don't even like wine."

"Then how do you feel about meeting at my place? I can get someone to bring the beer you like"

Zen felt butterflies in his stomach. He was confused as to why Jumin caring about him made him feel this way. "O-oh uh...yeah th-that should be cool I guess" Realization suddenly set in. "That furball! I can't come over, I'd be sneezing up a storm"

"Then your place?"

"You wouldn't want to come over, its nowhere near as fancy as the apartments you're used to..."

"You don't need to defend where you live, Zen. I'm fine wherever...as long as its with you"

"Well alright....we'll go back to my place."

"I'll call driver Kim" Before he could get a chance to, Zen had placed a firm hand on his arm.

"Dude! Are you trying to get us mobbed by girls? They'll be crawling all over us. C'mon, we can go out back, my house is ten minutes away" He began to lead Jumin by his arm towards the back door without thinking.

"I thought that's what you wanted." Jumin took notice of Zen grabbing his arm and decided to go along with it. 

"I mean yeah the recognition is nice and all but I'm just not interested in any of those girls......besides I can't be seen with the director of one of the biggest corporations in this country." 

The pair arrived outside and began walking towards Zen's house. Both were enjoying the night sky as they flashed back to the moment of Zen grabbing Jumin's arm.

"He has a pretty strong grip for someone as graceful looking as him"

"Who would've known this dude would be so ripped underneath that suit? I could barely hold on......oh god why the hell was I holding him in the first place??? I can't help it. I want what I want....but someone like him is out of the question. He could have any girl he wanted..."

"Zen, I think we've been walking for longer than ten minutes" Jumin interrupted.

"My place is right over here, look" Zen's cheeks turned a light rosy color as he looked to answer Jumin. "I have to stop thinking about him like this. Hell, he probably doesn't even think of guys that way" 

"Now is it safe to call driver Kim?"

"You just got here, how come you're headed out so early?"

Feeling something strange in the pit of his stomach, Jumin answered, "I'm not leaving. My limo has my wine in it. I assume all you have here is beer?"

"Yeah, that's all I have.  Are you always this prepared?"

"I have to be, especially at work. Excuse me for a moment. Yes, Driver Kim?"

****Sorry about the hiatus!!! Life has been keeping me insanely busy lately. I'm going to try to start the next part pretty soon! Thanks for reading!****

Also, the next part may have more talking than smut but I'm still working out the kinks ;)